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to you, it's snoring, but to me, it's angelic so pure, innocent
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Jan 19, 2019
Jan 19, 2019 at 10:17 PM UTC
It's All About Perspective
Where do our souls go when our bodies die? Are they reincarnated and reused or are they awaited by he who would have abused them? Do they go upstairs to God's room sitting in waiting chairs patiently for a new identity to assume? Oh! How I wonder what occured to the souls of those before us and if their safety was assured. What a topic to discuss!
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Feb 9, 2018
Feb 9, 2018 at 9:56 AM UTC
Untitled
Too late! That's the dilemma, tain't it? you can't un-remember you can't forget, or take it back Words you've seen meaning gleaned but devoid, of wit, or tact No way to be unseen pretending too dis-remember your memory, un-hacked Etched and indelible perhaps your smile, belies every consonant and syllable that's passed before your eyes
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Dec 15, 2017
Dec 15, 2017 at 11:57 AM UTC
Don't read this, Ever!